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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curren$y
Vocals
August Alsina
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
August Alsina
Songwriter
Geoffrey Earley
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Gary Rafael Hill
Songwriter
Priscilla Renea Hamilton
Songwriter
Rick Cunningham
Songwriter
Shante Franklin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean "Smack" McMillion
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
DJ Spinz
Producer
DUN DEAL
Producer
The Exclusives
Vocal Producer
Geoffro
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, na, na, na, na
No shit, yeah, no shit, yeah
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Uh, back in it, it been a minute (been a minute)
Here she go with all that, "Where you been at?" (Where you been?)
I been at it, tryna get it
Gotta admit it, I look good with it (don't I?)
You would look good sitting in my car when I start the engine
Left an impression on her greater than my grand entrance
Now she wrapped up in that Jet Living
Imagining herself in the wifey position
Naked under aprons in the kitchen
While I'm blazing something amazing, plan the next mission
She share my dollar sign vision
And she finer than that fine print contract, big business
Bottom line, she can get it, let her have it, then she feel it
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Yeah, uh, give it to me, baby
Bust them legs open like some scissors for me, baby
She know all kind of positions, I'm like, "Isn't she creative?"
She my Mrs.-to-be, maybe then her shit would smell likes daisies
She know if if was a fifth, then we would post some shots and take 'em
She'll be safe 'cause me and her make a real good combination
Every day, she wear her birthday suit, happy belated
Then she drop it down low and pick it up like elevators
Oh, Lord, no drawers
She give me top and bottom, no charge
She throw it at a nigga like a snowball
And I'ma give her something she can choke on
Lil Tunechi, yeah
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Yeah, back in it, been a minute
Here she go with all that, "Where you been at?"
A little talking, a little dinner
And then we fuck, she smile when we finish
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo"
Body like a model, booty so colossal
I wanna grip her like the bottom of the bottle
Drop it down low, bring it up real slow (yeah)
'Bout to go down, make me say, "Yo, yo" (yeah)
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Drop it down low, bring it up slow, yo, yo
Drop it, drop it, bring it up slow, bring it up slow
That bitch there had to be the last one to get heard
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Shante Franklin, Priscilla Renea Hamilton, Gary Rafael Hill, Geoffrey Patrick Earley, August Anthony Alsina, David Cunningham
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